Aller guten Dinge sind drei [English translation]

The alarm clock rings, half past six, bad luck, take your way

The big one has to go to school, come on, get up

And be quiet, so that the middle one doesn't wake up right away

He can still sleep - bang - the first door falls close

The floor plank cracks, die flush rushes and what's more

The small one woke up and screams like crazy

I put her on her pot, she is red form anger

I quickly make a break bread for the big one "Be well!

Don't forget your sports wear!" The middle one comes: "Come on,

Don't run around barefoot here, put on slippers!"

I'm watching my toast burn up in flames

When the small one had turned around her pot including content

And she jumps onto me with a scream of pleasure

All good things are three

I have brought the middle one to school

And wipe away the traces of the chocolate spread battle

This is the time I can get on working

The small one paints my leg with an ink pen

And during a short phone call she finishes

The complete mail of the month before by cutting apart

The big one comes home and makes a long face

Al friends got computers, he's the only one who hasn't

The small one pees on the carpet, she gets me to my grave

But before I take the middle one home from school

Then it's lunch time and a battle about who gets the first fried fish

Until tears come up and it's down on the ground

The small one sneezes in my faces with her mouth full

All good things are three

I force her to take a nap, now I could have some time

The big one repents me his history test

And now he had ordered three chaots to play with him

"Not that loud!", but when the first chair falls over

The small one wakes up, the middle one cries: "I thought

I should go to a birthday party, but I haven't got a present, yet"

The small one stick a pea up her ear

The doctor is a friend and lets us go first

I quickly buy a present and take away the middle one

Get out in my sweat, I think I'm run down

The car key is gone, how do I get home now

Repelling the small one spits it finally out

A neighbour greets me: "What, you've always got day off!"

All good things are three

At home the evening madness goes ahead

The small one rolls into a curtain like a ball

With high-pitched, loud screams

And then she lets herself fall on the floor with the curtain

In the big one's room the music is deafening

"Gee, old man, stay cool, I'm doing maths"

The middle one comes home from the party holding the record

Of eating chocolate bums and throws up immediately

The big one and the small one get a bread on their plates

The middle one a bowl to his bedside

Two sleeping stories for each of the three

I fall asleep at the news directly

I'm carrying myself to bed with heavy legs

All good things are three

My wife smiles to me: "Well, think it over

Maybe in reality all good things are ... (four)"

I'm breaking down, no, it's not gonna change

All good things are three